Ageless dungeon of mighty dread,
Deep beneath whose seething charm.
Lie myriad ancient hapless dead,
Their notion us to harm.

What world this vast companion space,
Beyond our land-bound measure?
This brutish body without a face,
Of cool beguiling pleasure.

For by its stealthy prowling swell,
It will untroubled take its prey.
Just where and when moods rare foretell,
Guile of a guiltless growling grey.

Beware the sea, its languid lure,
Rogue companion of sand and sun.
Its art to which our fates inure,
That by its wit you're not undone.